Chapter 140

"And then?"

Zhou Ze asked as he drank coffee.

Xu Qinglang also listened to the story together. Well, it's interesting to listen to the story in the middle of the night.

As for nervousness and fear, don't say Xu Qinglang, not even the old Taoist priest beside him.

In the old way,

is to scare a chicken,

Laozi stays with a ghost and a zombie all day,

have I ever been afraid?

Have I counseled?

I'm not afraid, I'm not counselling,

I'm just,

from the heart.

"What else?" The boy was stunned for a while, then he said with a smile: "and I woke up. It turned out to be a dream, but it was like a real dream, ha ha."

After the young man finished, he yawned, then picked up the novel book which had been taken off the bookshelf before and looked at it. It seemed that he saw some interesting plot and laughed directly.

What a simple child,

thought that he just had a dream,

so you came to my bookstore in the middle of the night,

is sleepwalking?

Xu Qinglang also looked at Zhou Ze in surprise, pointing to the youth, and then to the brain.

Zhou Ze nodded,

the young man didn't know he was dead.

He thought he was alive, but he had become a ghost and had been wandering for a long time.

"No more of him?" Xu Qinglang asked, "don't you just miss one?"

As soon as Xu Qinglang came down from the upstairs, he saw Zhou Ze sitting opposite the boy and listening to the story told by the boy. He didn't think that Zhou Ze was worried about some evil spirits in the school, so he kept the boy as a clue to go to help the heaven and save the people.

He knows that boss Zhou is so hungry for one percent of that last point these days.

"No, he has no soul."

Zhou Ze shakes his head. He is helpless.

Xu Qinglang frowned and looked at the youth carefully. Only then did he find some details. The youth's soul was incomplete, and the three spirits and six spirits lost some flavor. This made the youth so "innocent" after he became a ghost and didn't know he was dead.

Even if there are so many illogical things around him, even if he didn't show up in the library in the middle of the night,

he didn't feel anything wrong and still felt alive.

In short, there is something wrong with his brain now,

a very advanced

Mentally handicapped.

In fact, Zhou Ze opened the door of hell directly at the first sight of him.

How did you die?

What are your grievances?

Are you hungry? Thirsty or not?

He didn't ask anything. He didn't have time to listen to his beep. He directly planned to send him in so that he could become a regular. As a result, he couldn't send him in. Zhou Ze was depressed and speechless.

"And then what are you going to do?" Xu Qinglang looks at Zhou Ze and reminds him, "the ghost who can kill, can you be indifferent?"

Xu Qinglang is right. Zhou Ze can't be indifferent to this matter. Although it's not the nonsense of "the greater the ability, the greater the responsibility" that spider man's adoptive father said to him in the superhero movie, Zhou Ze, as a ghost here, has the responsibility to make sure that there won't be any ghost chaos around. If it happens, it must be solved as soon as possible.

The scrotum,

is seen in the eyes.

"Go." Zhou Ze nodded, "are you going with me?"

"no, I'm going to get the mask. I'll go up for a beauty sensation later."

Xu Qinglang is very lazy lying on the sofa, that kind of body tenderness, can bend the steel plate.

Zhou Ze sometimes has no choice but to Xu Qinglang. He is very normal in that aspect. He can let a woman sleep as a duck, and he still thinks that 3000 yuan is left in the bedside table after her work is good.

it is enough to show that Xu Qinglang is OK in that aspect, but sometimes he shows his attitude with his sex. The white Yingying without makeup can't compare with him.

Xu Qinglang is lucky to be born in the present age. If he was born in ancient times, he would have been trampled by the emperors and nobles who have a habit of breaking sleeves.

At this time, Lao Dao immediately volunteered to take the car key from Zhou Ze's hand and said:

"boss, Yingying is eating chicken on it. I'm not free. I'll accompany you. It's my duty to get rid of devil guard."

In this way, the old road drove, Zhou Ze sat on the copilot and drove to the Pingchao middle school.

It's a little far away. It takes half an hour to drive.

This middle school is really big. The gate of the school is an archway with the words "provincial key pingzhong" written on it, followed by a gate guard Pavilion, and then, more exaggeratedly, a canal. The school is on the other side of the canal. There is a bridge across the canal, which belongs to the school. There is a gate guard Pavilion at the other end of the bridge.So, it's a bit of a mystery that the students who live here want to play truant. Two gatehouses are guarded. They can only go to the streets and towns outside unless they swim across the canal.

With his three inch tongue, Lao Dao directly fooled the guard to say that his grandson had a heart attack and hurried in to see the situation. The guard did not dare to delay, so he opened the door immediately. For those who were not students at first sight, the guard did not have much vigilance.

After driving into the campus, Zhou Ze and Lao Dao get off the bus and walk to the living area. It's really like an independent Town, with bathrooms, supermarkets and many canteens.

Students are like chickens in assembly line cages that can't even turn around. They drink water regularly every day to eat and lay eggs.

By the time we got here, it was close to zero. The dormitories were basically out of light. Except for the dormitories teacher's office on the ground floor, the other floors were dark and filled with people, but they gave people a ghostly gloomy feeling.

"Boss, which building is haunted?"

"He said he lived in block B." Zhou Ze pointed to the oblique direction of one, "should be here."

"Which dormitory?" Lao Dao asked.

"On the sixth floor, I don't know which dormitory I want to live in. Go up and ask any student where he has just died."

"This is a good way." The Taoist priest sent an insincere flattery.

Shit,

don't say hello in the shop.

Several men sat there chatting in the dormitory management office on the ground floor. Their voices were loud and they laughed from time to time, as if they were talking about some dirty jokes.

Even when Zhou Ze and Lao Dao walked into the corridor, they didn't notice that the management here was loose enough.

In other words,

is this external loosening and internal tightening?

On the sixth floor, the lights are off here. The old Taoist knocked on the door of a dormitory. The students in the dormitory thought that it was the dormitory teacher who came, and the voice of talking suddenly became silent.

Lao Dao knocked a few more times, and a student came to open the door in slippers. When he saw Lao Dao and Zhou Ze, he was stunned. Obviously, he found that these two people were not teachers of Suzhou.

"Police."

The old Taoist took out his wallet and shook it for a while. Anyway, it's dark and blazing. He forced him to take it back.

"Which dormitory here just died?" Lao Dao asked.

The student was confused directly. What's the situation?

the police came to knock on the dormitory door at midnight and asked where the dead were?

"Dead?" The student looked at Lao Dao in surprise.

"Yes, where are you dead?"

"When did you die?" The boy was surprised.

"Don't pretend!" The old Taoist priest took a step forward and shouted: "is it because the school wants to hide the news that you have to seal it? We're police. It's no use lying to us.

If something goes wrong in the future, you should also be responsible. "

The student was completely stunned. He turned his head and asked his roommate in the bed behind him, "are we dead here?"

The roommate's side began to chirp too, everyone was puzzled.

The most surprising thing for Lao Dao is that these students seem to be really confused. It's not like they are pretending. It's a high school, not a movie school.

"Which dormitory is sun Qiu in?" Zhou Ze asked.

"Sun Qiu, he is in the opposite room."

The boy pointed to the opposite dormitory door and said.

"Well, it's over with you. Go back to sleep and don't make any noise." Said the old Taoist Yiqi.

Turn around and knock on the door of the opposite dormitory.

Soon, a boy with glasses came to open the dormitory door.

Lao Dao and Zhou Ze went in directly. The boy who opened the door was at a loss.

"I remember he said his bed was on the top of the window, right?"

The old way pointed to the bed. To his surprise, there was a man sleeping on the bed, still covered with quilt.

"What's the matter? There are still people sleeping in the place where they just died?" Lao Dao has some accidents.

"Who are you?"

Asked a boy in the dormitory.

"Is sun Qiu from this dormitory? How long has he been dead? " Lao Dao asked.

"Sun Qiu?" The boy froze for a moment, then shouted: "Sun Qiu, wake up, someone is looking for you."

What?

Lao Dao turned around in shock,

then,

he saw the boy in the bunk lift the quilt, rub his eyes, then sit up, look at Lao Dao and Zhou Ze, and asked:

"who is looking for me?"

A very sleepy look.

It's not the coincidence of the same surname,

this look,

clearly is that young man who was telling stories in the bookstore an hour ago!The old man's eyes are wide, what's the matter?

Aren't people dead?

Ghosts are floating out. Who is this man lying on the bed?

At this time, Zhou Ze reached out and grasped sun Qiu's wrist directly. Sun Qiu frowned and didn't yell, as if he was a little slow in response.

Zhou Ze rolled up sun Qiu's sleeve and took a picture of sun Qiu's arm with a mobile flashlight, which was covered with corpses!

This is not a living person,

this is a long dead body!

The Taoist priest opened his mouth when he saw this scene.

Zhou Ze quietly put down sun Qiu's sleeve, "it's OK, you go to bed early, don't make any trouble."

Finish saying, Zhou Ze walked out of this dormitory.

Lao Dao immediately came out and asked impatiently, "boss, what's the matter? Is this man dead or not?"

"Dead." Zhou Ze replied.

"Then this..." Lao Dao can't understand.

"Because of inertia." Zhou Ze replied.

"Inertia?"

"Yes, inertia. In this school, students' daily life time is arranged to death. It is fixed when they get up and when they go to the classroom, when they go to the canteen, when they go back to the dormitory, and when they turn off the lights.

So, even if he is dead, the inertia brought by this kind of life for a long time enables him to keep the state of "living".

Because every day, for him, it's almost a mold.

It's like a small ball, thrown from orbit, it will continue to roll forward according to its inertia for a reason, and it's the same now.

Didn't you find out?

In fact, his response has become very slow,

but his classmates and teachers around him, no one found out,

he has died. "

"So mysterious?"

"When I was a doctor before, I encountered several similar cases. After autopsy, I found the corpse that had been dead for many days. As a result, his colleagues or family members said that they saw him go to work and live as usual yesterday."

"How could this happen?" I can't understand it.

"The routine life, the daily behavior mode is fixed, just like a machine that can be automated;

is the driver alive or dead,

there is a difference?"